This is something I try to get through to people who are considering becoming a PSD. I tell them about the impacts it can have on them, which will affect their families to some extent. I am blunt and to the point, which upsets some people who say Im ruining their dream of being PSD. I want people to survive in the business so knowing the worst going in is better than the shock factor later. Read on and you will see what kind of impact it can have.
I dont, or at least I try not to, know my victims. I normally hear their names but it doesnt stay in the gray matter. Saturday was no exception. We were called out, responded, dove, assisted with the vehicle and body recovery and went home. The victims name, in one ear and out the other at the speed of light. I rarely ever do a report on the incident. Ill do the oral interview with the investigator and they all know thats my safety valve.
Last night I met up with one of the Post Falls City officers. Hes been a family friend for a long time. He has seen my daughter grow up.
He asks me how my daughter is doing. I said great sense she split with the idiot. He asked how she was doing with Jasons accident. I was lost.
He goes on to tell me who Jason was. Im sitting there with my mouth open. I not only know him, but he went to school with my daughter and this wifes family is friends of ours. To top it off he was our Ex-Son-in laws best friend.
Holly poop. I call my daughter and I asked her about Jason. Now I have a problem because she didnt know. She knows that I dont ask just to ask very often so I had to tell her he was our victim the other day. She loses it. After a long conversation she calms down, at least on the outside. She is with other friends who didnt know either so I just screwed up the 4th for them. Damn, Im normally the last one to know who we recovered. This time I was the first.
This morning she calls me and thanks me for telling her but had one simple request, Quit dad, Please quit finding my friends. In the past two years we have recovered two of her classmates and one co-worker. This doesnt include ten or more people she has known.
I just told her I loved her and I couldnt promise anything but I would try.
This job does not end when you walk away from the dive site. It can go way beyond that. And it can really suck sometimes.
Gary D.
I dont, or at least I try not to, know my victims. I normally hear their names but it doesnt stay in the gray matter. Saturday was no exception. We were called out, responded, dove, assisted with the vehicle and body recovery and went home. The victims name, in one ear and out the other at the speed of light. I rarely ever do a report on the incident. Ill do the oral interview with the investigator and they all know thats my safety valve.
Last night I met up with one of the Post Falls City officers. Hes been a family friend for a long time. He has seen my daughter grow up.
He asks me how my daughter is doing. I said great sense she split with the idiot. He asked how she was doing with Jasons accident. I was lost.
He goes on to tell me who Jason was. Im sitting there with my mouth open. I not only know him, but he went to school with my daughter and this wifes family is friends of ours. To top it off he was our Ex-Son-in laws best friend.
Holly poop. I call my daughter and I asked her about Jason. Now I have a problem because she didnt know. She knows that I dont ask just to ask very often so I had to tell her he was our victim the other day. She loses it. After a long conversation she calms down, at least on the outside. She is with other friends who didnt know either so I just screwed up the 4th for them. Damn, Im normally the last one to know who we recovered. This time I was the first.
This morning she calls me and thanks me for telling her but had one simple request, Quit dad, Please quit finding my friends. In the past two years we have recovered two of her classmates and one co-worker. This doesnt include ten or more people she has known.
I just told her I loved her and I couldnt promise anything but I would try.
This job does not end when you walk away from the dive site. It can go way beyond that. And it can really suck sometimes.
Gary D.